i'm in this for real. i might never give you the level of intensity you had in your last relationship, but know and understand this, i love you. i love you with all of me.
some mornings i wake up and am the biggest fuck up i know.
yet you love me. you let me ramble on and on, bite my lips in apprehension. you let me muse about the plight of women i don't know, and let me in on your perspective of things. you make me fight when we have to fight, and you never walk out on me. and i question you. i doubt your love and push away what i want so much. for a university kid, i'm not very smart. i don't think a lot of the times. yet you wake up every morning and love me.
please don't ever tire of me. don't take back what you've given me. show me what you see in me. teach me to love me too.
